Marcus, stop!" Nina yelled as she managed to break free from Marcus' grip.
She pulled up her dress, relieved to find that she was wearing a bra; otherwise, Marcus would have seen her breast.
He had maneuvered her onto the couch and tugged her gown down instead of zipping it up, as Nina had requested.
As he caressed her, his lips trailed from her bosom down to her belly button. He was about to slip his hand under her gown to pull down her underwear when Nina snapped back to her senses and yelled at him.
Marcus was visibly angry and disappointed with himself. He realized he should have taken action immediately after getting her onto the couch. He regretted being romantic.
"Mtcheew!" He hissed in frustration, buckling up his pants.
"Why are you pretending like you won't enjoy this as much as I would? Come on, Nina, you're not a child anymore. Besides, you're no longer a virgin."
